Chapter 153

Ran Yan's last sentence was slow and gloomy. Liu Qingsong said with a dry smile, "it's exactly right."

Constable Qin pondered for a moment and asked, "is the injury in the back of his head hurt by someone after he died?"

"It's covered with hair. I can't judge for the moment. But his body has already appeared the corpse spot, which indicates that the blood has been precipitated and decomposed. That is to say, even if he can still bleed, he must not be so bright red in color and so much in quantity! " Ran Yan replied truthfully.

Someone asked, "but it's not freezing this day."

In order to let ran Yan vent his anger, Liu Qingsong quickly replied, "isn't there an ice cellar in a wealthy family? Don't some hotels and restaurants have ice cellars? Who said it must be cold weather to freeze people to death

"Somebody Constable Qin roared.

One of the captors came up at a gallop, arched his hands and said, "yes

"What they said Well, autopsy Take notes on paper Commander Qin said.

The Yamen servant was in a dilemma for a moment, approached him and said in a low voice, "boss, we don't know a few words!"

"Come down and do it for me." There was a young gentleman in the crowd who looked like a scholar and walked forward a few steps.

Constable Qin looked at him and said, "thank you

The shopkeeper immediately ordered people to prepare paper and pen. The young Lang junjuan sat down a few days ago and wrote down everything he had just heard.

"This lady, the dead man looks a little red, isn't she drunk?" Constable Qin still has some doubts. Don't ordinary people look terrible after death? How could there be reddening?

All of them also listened to ran Yan's autopsy with great interest. They all forgot that she was just a young lady, so they all agreed to ask.

"How could it be drunk? On the one hand, there is no smell of wine on his body; on the other hand, it is not a blush at all, but a spot on a frozen corpse. " Ran Yan didn't care about the surprise on everyone's face, and continued, "this kind of corpse spot is called Hibiscus color."

The young Lang Jun, who recorded the autopsy, couldn't help but write and said, "Lotus color? Why is there an elegant and beautiful name for such a terrible appearance

Ran Yan explained, "the color of the drunk Hibiscus is uncertain. It changes three times a day. When it blooms in the morning, it turns white and turns pink gradually. In the afternoon, when it withers in the evening, it turns red. Therefore, it is also called" three drunk Hibiscus ". When the frozen person was tested, the complexion was yellow, and when it was slightly hot, two blush and a face like Hibiscus were not the same as the three drunk Furong.

It suddenly dawned on everyone that there was a name for it.

Liu Qingsong listened very carefully. He used to be a traditional Chinese medicine. He only knew some common knowledge of forensic science. Later, he studied the autopsy in the Tang Dynasty. Because he knew the anatomy of human body, his autopsy technique was second to none in the Tang Dynasty. However, it was far less than ran Yan, a forensic doctor with thousands of autopsy experiences.

Learning autopsy is also forced by Xiao Song. Liu Qingsong is not very interested in or even disgusted with autopsy work. But now hearing ran Yan's account, he suddenly feels a little interested.

There was a long silence in the hall, and soon some people began to talk in a low voice. After all, the ancients were afraid of ghosts and gods, treated the dead at a distance, and respected those who knew the corpses, but they didn't like them very much.

Constable Qin also had some reactions, "the lady is..."

"I'm also a doctor, but I've seen more patients and dead people, so I'm naturally familiar with people." Ran Yan thought that Liu Qingsong's move was very useful, so he copied it and came by the way to avenge Liu Qingsong's inhumanity. "Did Dr. Liu not see it, or did he deliberately put on airs?"

Either way, it's enough for people to despise.

Liu Qingsong immediately hugged his thigh and said with a smile, "of course, I didn't see it! Otherwise, how can you work, master! "

Ran Yan felt that he was too conservative about Liu Qingsong's face. Where is this face! Directly comparable to the wall of the Great Wall.

Liu Qingsong stirred up such a stir, and most of the people only marveled at ran Yan's youth, superb medical skills and extensive knowledge.

Ran Pingyu looks at ran Yan in a daze. The sister-in-law of Zheng's family in Xingyang is of extraordinary bearing. No matter how big the scene is, she will always be so elegant and dignified. Although ran Yan's eyebrows are less flexible, she looks like her very much.

"It's really the blood of Zheng family!" Ran Pingyu murmured.

Ran Pingyu and ran Wen are brothers of the same father, and their status is more than one or two points lower than ran Wen. However, from childhood to adulthood, ran Pingyu really did not take this elder brother seriously. Not to mention the means and virtue of his conduct, just his magnanimity and understanding of people's vision, people dare not praise.

Ran Yun also forgot the fear at the beginning, and her eyes on ran Yan were a little different. She never thought that ran 17, who she despised most in the past and felt cowardly, actually saved her from danger today. Thinking of Ran Yan giving those jade stones to her a few days ago, ran Yun began to like this seventeen elder sister in her heart.

Constable Qin made the decision to let the guests who had entered the inn within two hours. The rest stayed in his room. He asked ran Yan's autopsy results to be sent to the government office for the county officer to make a decision after they had seen it. He led the arrest officers to collect testimonies and evidence from one room to another."Ah Yan really makes the third uncle look at him with great admiration!" Ran Pingyu sighed.

Ran Yan saw that although he sighed, there was joy and joy in his eyes, and he did not answer.

Ran Pingyu stroked his beard and said, "ah Yan is so talented that he deserves Cui's six rooms!"

"The third uncle is joking." Ran Yan never underestimated himself, but he never looked too high. As for marriage, there is only whether it is suitable or not.

After a few words, Liu Qingsong had the courage to learn from his teacher. Finally, ran Yan had no choice but to learn from each other. She taught him autopsy and he taught him traditional Chinese medicine. Liu Qingsong went back to his room contentedly.

After lunch, ran Yan began to practice Xiao.

In the evening, almost all the goods on the ship had been transferred to the carriage, and ran Yunsheng came back to have a rest. After washing, the first came to ran Yan.

Ran Yunsheng stops at the door and listens for a while. After the sound of the flute stops, he knocks on the door and enters the room.

"Ah Yan has played very well." Ran Yunsheng said.

Ran Yan put down the flute and said with a faint smile, "it can be played into a tune."

But the posture is not natural enough. Ran Yan feels that she has to find something to relax her tense nerves.

"This is..." Ran Yunsheng saw several pamphlets with music scores written on them. Every tone and fluctuation was clearly marked. The handwriting was powerful and vigorous, with the potential to penetrate the paper. It was obviously the handwriting of a man.

"It's from Xiao Langjun." Ran Yan never conceals anything.

Ran Yunsheng was stunned for a moment. The score was clearly written with his heart, and his handwriting was still fresh. "Do you still have private contacts with Xiao Langjun?"

Ran Yan gave him the posture of pouring water slightly, "we act in an open and aboveboard manner, how to talk in private?" (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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